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Chapter 137 Su Zimai: Brother Lao, don't die! (Seeking monthly votes)
On the second floor of a residential building in the Guyimai neighborhood, outside the floor-to-ceiling window of one of the rooms.

Under the pitch-black night sky, a giant dove with strangely glowing eyes hovered in mid-air, its wings flapping. The flashing neon lights of advertising signs illuminated the snow-white dove. A dotted line connected its tail to the magic glove in the girl's hand.

Su Zimai, standing on the pigeon's back, glanced sideways at Ji Minghuan, who was sitting blankly on the bed: "Brother, you don't even have this much courage, do you?"

Ji Minghuan rolled her eyes inwardly, thinking that she finally didn't have to pretend anymore.

He had just put himself in the shoes of a minor supporting character in a typical "Dragon Overlord" novel, while his sister was the protagonist with a crooked mouth who had endured three years of hardship. When she finally emerged from seclusion, she revealed her identity as the Dragon King to her family who looked down on her, shocking the minor character for a whole year.

Judging from Su Zimai's expression, although her younger sister looked indifferent, she was probably secretly pleased.

Feigning a look of recovery from shock, Ji Minghuan got up and walked to the window, took Su Zimai's hand, and boarded the giant pigeon created by magic tricks.

The pigeons silently flapped their pure white wings, carrying the two of them into the dark sky.

The two sat down on the pigeon's back. Ji Minghuan lowered her eyes, looking down at the brightly lit city of Lijing, her hair blowing high in the night wind.

He turned to look at Su Zimai's profile. She seemed absent-minded, and the tall hat on her head cast a shadow that obscured her downcast eyes.

Ji Minghuan looked away from her face and, braving the oncoming wind, asked loudly:

Why didn't you tell us sooner?

“Because it’s dangerous, I don’t want you to know about these things,” Su Zimai said in a low voice.

"Then why are you suddenly telling me this now?"

Su Zimai thought for a moment, then buried her head in her bent knees, her voice very soft:
"I'm afraid that one day I'll suddenly disappear, and then you won't know anything about me, and you won't be able to find me."

“That’s possible, after all, we didn’t know you were an exorcist.” Ji Minghuan asked casually, “Since it’s so dangerous, why do you continue to do it? You’ll die, won’t you… if you can’t beat those demons, you’ll be swallowed whole.”

“Because if I become a big shot among the exorcists, I’ll have a chance to meet the people of Rainbow Wing, and then I can find out exactly why Mom died.” Su Zimai paused, “Dad and my brother won’t keep arguing anymore!”

Her last words seemed to be shouted out loud, but the wind was too strong over the city, and when they reached Ji Minghuan's ears, he only heard a very low sound.

He turned around blankly, looking at the flashing billboards on the building's surface, which featured a laptop endorsed by the maverick Blue Arc. Blue Arc was standing next to the laptop with his arms crossed, eloquently explaining the computer's superior performance.

So you all started from the same point after all? A family should all be equally stupid...

But you're so naive, little sister. Only someone at the level of Lake Hunter is qualified to cooperate with Rainbow Wing, right? Other exorcists would have a hard time even getting a glimpse of Rainbow Wing.

Ji Minghuan thought to himself, then asked aloud, "Then why didn't you tell your older brother or father?"

“I will tell them after I find the person from Rainbow Wings…” Su Zimai said, “So, I hope you can keep this a secret for now.”

"Okay, I'll keep it a secret from them."

"Hehe, actually I've already told them," Ji Minghuan thought to herself, silently shifting her gaze away.

"Why only tell me?" he asked.

Su Zimai did not answer.

She turned her head away, not knowing why, but when the black cocoon rescued her from the auction that day, she instinctively felt that it was Gu Wenyu. Although reason and previous facts told her that this idea was wrong and unrealistic, she just couldn't help thinking that way.

Ji Minghuan pondered for a moment, "So you were serious the other day? I thought you guys were just playing Truth or Dare. You actually suspected I was Blue Arc?"

“It was my teacher who made the decision on her own… no, the leader.” She said angrily, “The leader said you might be a superhuman, and that you came to Japan at such a coincidental time, so you might be Blue Arc. I was shocked at the time.”

"Ke Qirui, so she's also an exorcist?"

"Yes. She's very capable."

"Oh right, that damn black pupa also lied to me."

"Black pupa?"

"He said something like 'Your brother is Blue Arc,' and I was fooled. The first time I was fooled by my guild leader, and the second time I was fooled by that big fluttering moth."

"That sounds awful. This black pupa, I'll curse him with you next time."

"Don't... He's dangerous. I still don't know if he's a good guy or a bad guy. The leader said that unless she's around, I should stay away from Black Chrysalis. We don't understand what Black Chrysalis's purpose is. He's like a fly buzzing around and it's so annoying."

"You're praising your savior like that?" Ji Minghuan was stunned. She thought to herself that she should have had the Empress statue cut down that day and ended this unfilial sister's life.

“Okay, then I won’t curse Black Chrysalis anymore,” he said.

The giant white dove flew over the brightly lit commercial district, ascended along the glass curtain wall, and finally landed on the rooftop of a high-rise building. Su Zimai dismounted first and gently touched the railing of the rooftop with her feet.

Like a magician, she stood steadily on the railing with her hands behind her back, then tilted her head smugly, giving Ji Minghuan a mocking look:
"Dude... you don't need me to help you even to get off the pigeon's back, do you?"

"Do you think you're talking to yourself? All you do is mock me all day. Who do you think you are?"

Ji Minghuan muttered to himself as he slowly stood up from the pigeon's back. Then he slowly walked forward, deliberately slipped, and deliberately yelled as he fell, thus sliding off the pigeon's back.

Su Zimai was stunned for a moment.

Ji Minghuan plummeted from a height of 100 meters, his rapidly twisting figure reflected on the glass curtain wall. A slight smile played on his lips as he thought: You like to annoy me, huh? Watch me give you a performance of a 100-meter fall.

"……No way?"

Su Zimai's pupils suddenly contracted. With a look of anxiety, she stepped onto the railing and leaped up, plummeting from mid-air. The magic glove pulled the giant magic pigeon, which folded its wings and swooped down, landing below Su Zimai.

She rode on the back of a pigeon, tumbling and falling like a white shooting star, reaching out desperately but unable to touch Ji Minghuan's body. Suddenly, she raised her magic glove, her palm aimed at Ji Minghuan's falling shadow.

Every stripe of the glove glowed with a blinding white light, and Su Zimai conjured a wardrobe in mid-air. The magical wardrobe appeared behind Ji Minghuan and plummeted down with him.

At that moment, Ji Minghuan's body was about to fall onto the road when a speeding truck came head-on, its headlights tearing through the night and illuminating his figure.

However, at that moment, the doors of the magic wardrobe suddenly opened, swallowing Ji Minghuan whole.

A moment later, when Ji Minghuan opened his eyes again from the darkness, he pushed open the cabinet door, looked around curiously, and found himself back on the rooftop of the building, as if he had opened a window called "Sky," with the evening breeze blowing in his face.

Su Zimai, riding a giant pigeon, flew up from the road, traversing the night sky at incredible speed, her blurry silhouette reflected on the glass curtain wall. Upon reaching the rooftop, she disembarked from the pigeon's back and, carried by the evening breeze, rushed towards Ji Minghuan.

"Brother, are you alright?" Her face was pale, and tears seemed to be falling from her eyes. Her lips moved, and every word she uttered trembled as she spoke: "It's all my fault... It's all my fault... It's all my fault. I shouldn't have joked around. I should have helped you up... It's all my fault..." As Su Zimai spoke, she took his arm with her trembling hand and looked him over from side to side to check his body.

Ji Minghuan was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, "Little sister, why are you reacting so strongly? I didn't even feel anything when I fell. Swinging on a swing with restraints is much more exciting than this."

He shook his head: "I'm fine, my hair just got a little messed up by the wind."

"Are you... really alright?" Su Zimai looked up at his face and asked blankly.

"I'm fine, I'm standing here perfectly fine, aren't I?" Ji Minghuan shrugged.

After a long while, once she was sure he wasn't injured, Su Zimai lowered her head and let out a long breath.

Her eyes were hidden by her drooping bangs, and she opened her mouth, breathing in small sips like a goldfish surfacing, as if she were about to suffocate.

Su Zimai remained silent for a long time before slowly raising her head. Her face was still pale, and her eyes were red.

“If you can’t do it, just say so! I’ll definitely help you out. Why do you have to be so stubborn?” she said aggressively.

"Isn't it because you look down on me?!" Ji Minghuan was pushed to the limit and angrily met Su Zimai's gaze.

My sister's eyes were filled with resentment, tears welled up in her eyes, and her nose wrinkled slightly, like a small animal that had suddenly gone mad.

"I...I was so scared." Su Zimai murmured softly, finally letting go of his arm, her voice still trembling slightly.

"I'm the one who should be scared to death, not you who fell down," Ji Minghuan muttered.

"Are you trying to drive me crazy?! Tell me, are you trying to drive me crazy?!"

"Alright, alright, I told you it's nothing." Ji Minghuan raised her hand and touched the top of her head, thinking to herself that her sister, who was usually sarcastic and sarcastic, would revert to her true form as soon as she was bullied.

Even if Su Zimai hadn't come to save him, he would have released the restraint belt avatar in mid-air to let "Black Chrysalis" save him, thus making Black Chrysalis do Su Zimai a favor.

Su Zimai stared at him without moving for a while, then suddenly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, turned around, and angrily walked towards the rooftop railing, where she sat down.

She removed her magic hat, lowered her head, and led the giant pigeon. The pigeon quickly returned to its original size, flapped its wings, and burrowed back into the black hat.

A moment later, she slowly retracted the Sky Chaser into her body, and the magic hat and glove on her right hand disappeared together.

She lowered her eyes and quietly gazed at the city at night.

Ji Minghuan walked over and silently sat down beside her. The two of them looked up at the brightly lit road from a hundred meters above. The vehicles were like fireflies, forming streams of light as they came and went on the road. The evening breeze caressed their silhouettes.

"Are you still angry?" He asked after a moment of silence.

"No."

"It's obviously there."

“I’m just angry with myself. If you really fall… then I won’t live either.”

"Are you a primary school student?"

“High school student…” Su Zimai protested, her voice still carrying a faint sob.

"Oh, then I'm a primary school student."

"Elementary school students are not allowed to speak."

"I'm sorry, sister." Ji Minghuan clasped her hands together. "I was wrong, I shouldn't have made you angry."

Su Zimai's eyes twitched slightly. She held it in for a moment, her cheeks puffed out a little, but she couldn't help but laugh out loud. She had been amused by Ji Minghuan in the same way the last time they met in the park.

After a moment, she murmured, "Brother, how can you be so shameless? You're acting like a real elementary school student, with the airs of a high school boy."

Ji Minghuan rolled her eyes at her, thinking to herself, "I'm just a primary school student. When you see my true form and find out that your 'brother' is actually only 12 years old, how surprised will you be?"
Wait... she won't treat me, a restricted-level superhuman, like a little brother, will she?

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to be rated R?
Knowing Su Zimai's personality, she'll definitely still treat Kong Youling as her younger sister. Wouldn't that make us a family of five again? Okay, Mom, you can rest in peace now. There are five of us in the family again.

Of course... that's assuming Gu Zhuo's case and Gu Qiye are still alive by then.

“Let’s…go home.” Su Zimai was silent for a long time before suddenly saying, “It wouldn’t be good if Dad and my brother found out we’re sneaking out the window like this.”

"Then call your pigeons out."

"Row."

After Su Zimai finished speaking, she suddenly paused, as if remembering something. She hurriedly took out her phone from her hoodie pocket, looked at it, and muttered, "Oh no... I forgot I had something to do tonight!"

"what's up?"

"My team leader said he was going to take me out to dinner with some really impressive people, and I'm already ten minutes late."

"Very powerful people?" Ji Minghuan said with interest, wondering if the people Ke Qirui was talking about were Lake Hunters.
After all, this auction incident shows that Ke Qirui and Zhou Jiuya know each other.

"Never mind that, you go home first!"

"You don't want to leave me on the roof, do you? This is a 100-meter-tall building. If I go down, the security guards might arrest me as a suspicious person."

"Then...then you come with me first." Su Zimai said with a frown, hurriedly releasing a pigeon from her magic hat, making it gigantic.

“Alright.” Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow. “But isn’t it a bit inappropriate for a Muggle like me to be among your exorcists?”

"Who said you could go in? Wait for me outside the restaurant. Go find somewhere to hang out, or take a taxi back!"

"Ok."

Ji Minghuan nodded expressionlessly, thinking to himself that it was fine. Hei Yong would come to have dinner with them soon, as he was eager to get to know the people from Lake Hunting.

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(End of this chapter)